Fifty special forces soldiers, weapons and all, transmigrated to another world.
No golden finger, no wise old mentor, just a fully equipped Canglong Assault Team and a newly activated “Huaxia Military Spirit Support System.”
When Lu Jiu'an woke up, he found his comrades being hunted like ants by cultivators. The ones who saved them were a group of unarmed mortals.
“I can't stand by when I see injustice.”
Those five words were all it took for him to stay with his brothers. He taught cultivators a lesson in how to behave with tactics, and taught demonic cultivators reason with an engineer's shovel. The System went from supporting one man to supporting an entire army: anyone who identified with the words “Huaxia soldier” could share in the cultivation bonuses.
Comradeship, brotherhood, and the soul of the nation.
From fifty to five hundred, and then to five thousand.
In this deadly cultivation world, they would tear open a path to the sky with their bare hands, so mortals could live with their heads held high.
Engineer shovels take on flying swords. Tactical maneuvers crush formations.
Build a base from scratch and create a new world where everyone is equal.
This isn't about a lone hero. It's a bunch of lunatics in camouflage starting a revolution in another world.
